#trialsoflust

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Pinkamina did not hesitate,and places a hot steamy kiss on you as a firm yes. She really does not give a fuck who you are, wow. If you are hot,she will do you. Then again,the mare can dance with her muzzle like the devil,so all is forgiven. She then vanishes in a squeak and smoke,not before planting a vibrator up both your butt and vagina(HOW DOES SHE DO THAT?)As the dear toys do their job in synchronization, you ponder your next move,that is what to do in Florida, besides Disneyworld,obviously.

Ooooh, that’s a pleasant feel. Note to self, explore that aspect of myself later, when I’m not so busy. Dinsey World’s a good start. I’m sure with a little magic I can make the rides and attractions a little more pony themed. Hell, let’s make a game out of it! I’ll turn Disney World into Pony world, and no one can escape- their only recourse is to enjoy their time inside- but each play of a game, meal eaten, or indulgence in attractions will slowly shed their humanity away a bit and bit more~

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The mare is beginning to laugh, but soon enough this becomes a hysterical chuckle. Her puffy hair is now straight, and piercings are all over her maniacal muzzle shaped face. Sure, she forgot her name, her family and grew a delicious disdain for humans, but the rest was the old perversion, only amplified to unreal levels. "Pinkamina Pie, at your service. Need someone killed, or just maimed? How about pleasure? Hornjobs,bondage,rubber, orgasm denial, you name it, and I will make you come from it.

“Oooh, very nice~ You’ll do well~ Actually, could you and Rainbow Dash hit the west coast? I think they need some loving over there- I’ll work my way down towards Florida, over here. Oh, and if any of our friends pop up, toss them my way!”

Also give her a smartphone.

“Also take any video of any fun times you have- I’m sure you won’t disappoint ^^”

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"Human..." the puffy mare dazed off. Wow, it was really it. He was so envious, knowing that it was a woman only model... guess mares qualify. Slowly, because hooves are hard, and a true latex fetishist enjoys the suiting too much to make it a chore, Pinkie was dressed. "So what now...AH!" she let out a primal scream, as you dark magic begins to infuse into her, down to her very core.

“The process only takes a few minutes! You might experience the mortal fear of death, because, well, you actually are kinda sorta dying! But don’t worry! Whatever comes up in your place will be a lot better! Best part is that it’ll still kinda be you! And you won’t be able to help it at all!”

I’ll pick up a magazine and give it a read while this magic flows- this shit takes a while.

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"Is that... is that a limited edition LatexCrazy custom made pink rubber Domsuit, with gloves and boots?!" the mare said in a more chipper tone. Who was this Pinkie, and more importantly... who was the insane one in here?!

“Um... yeah, (is it? ...oh, it is.) Go on- you know you wanna wear it~ Forgot about those old human inhibitions- I think the pink one has a better sense of fun, wouldn’t you agree?”

Aaaand toss the suit onto her lap.

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The mare screams, obviously. She looks over you, even in shock admiring the kickass threads. Armor, check, boots, hell yeah. Latex between, holy shit. "W...who are you, and what is a Pinkie... oh shit, not that Pinkie."

“Ahahahaha yes that Pinkie. Oh hey, put some of this shit on, I bet it’d look awesome on you! And no, I’m not giving you a choice, put it on before I make you explode =D”

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You walk trough the streets of NY, the mayhem very much to your liking. Something drives you towards a fetish gear shop of all places. Inside, it is a much quieter scene. Guess people are not thinking about dildos when they have hooves. On the counter is a pink mare, hyperventilating, mumbling something about not using ecstasy anymore.

“Pinkie!” I lift her up into the air. “Oh wait, you don’t know that yet. Hey, wanna work for me? I’ll enable your very clear drug problem and make sure you’ll never die from them! I’m just that generous~.”

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The idea of converting New York sparks a new level of desire. Your magic is now dark as the night, as you chuckle. Queen Nightmare Ace... yeah, that fits even better. You cast the damning spell, and watch as New York crumbles. Dash makes you a nice ball of popcorn (part of the job), and likes your pussy (perks of the job), as you watch the mayhem on the TV, all the while finishing that sketch of Penny. Multitasking demigods are hot, so naturally you have to follow the trend.

I’ll go to New York, take stock of my new fearful flock. No fancy mind manipulation here, not like the others- they’ll have to learn how to get used to it. Oh, and I guess I’ll see if anyone was lucky enough to become a familiar pony from my “better half’s” circle of friends~

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Dash, now in her own set of Queen Twilight armor, nods, and makes quick work to destroy the entire house. You quickly cast the magic onto the rubble reshaping it into a bonafide mansion. You chuckle, as you seemingly even manged to screw over entropy.Your magic is now darker, unfiltered as it should be. You make sure to cast the ponification spell onto your block, as you hear screams of about 2000 humans. You create a new TV, and cast a projection magic. Time to address the lesser creatures.

Clear throat, drink a cup of water, hum a few bars, get my full range working. Okay, I’m ready!

“Greetings humans! Let’s cut to the chase- I was once human, but now I’m a mare with magic powers too strong for my own good, or yours! And what do you know, I’m gonna turn all of you into ponies because that honestly gets my former-rocks-now-ovaries off. So, you can either run TOWARDS me, and get turned into a pony painfully, or run AWAY from me, and get turned into a pony excruciatingly! Either way, it’s fun for me, not for you, oh, and you won’t have the benefit of going insane like I did. Have fun trying to figure out how to walk on all fours! This is your new queen, Twilight Sparkle, signing off.”

Clap hooves, feeling invigorated. Alrighty then, let’s start with the northeast of America- no place like home, amirite?